How to Live as the Enemy Prince

Snake hunting.

You don't have to grab the snake's tail or grab its torso. If I touch the wrong place, I'll be face-to-face with the cold eyes of the man who cuts his whole body to bend the arm that grabbed me.

While he slumbers in his long-distance black pupil, a snake with a long branch pierces his feeble skin with a deadly poison.

"Your Grace."

If you don't want to get caught trying to catch a snake, you have to squeeze your head tightly or cut off your nasty teeth at once to prevent it from coming out at all. The snake never gives you a second chance, so you shouldn't make any mistakes in the hunt.

So, it was more difficult to hunt snakes than to think, but it was actually harder to cut the neck of an angry bull bear.

"Decrease the count."

But I wasn't even a little reluctant.

I've already done it once, but I can't do it twice.

"· · · · · · Chase."

I was distracted by the thought, so I didn't return the call, so I heard the name right away.

Chase, who heard his name, forgot to give an answer and fell back into his mind.

- Pure and pure with a sacred bloodline.

Where is the name that makes me so reluctant that it doesn't even fit?

'It would be better if it was a black snake that was poisoned.'

Chase reaches out at the end of his misunderstanding and smiles with a short sound. Arianne, who was sitting on the edge of the spire, asked as if she was frustrated or uneasy.

"Your Majesty, come on. Did something else happen?"

Then I turned my head and the wind was blowing.

Chase barely rises from the thought of not being able to break up, shaking his head and smiling softly.

"· · · · · · · No, just. The wind is hot. It's hot, but the wind is hot, so it's hotter, and it feels better. I don't know which way."

The spire was difficult to determine whether it was difficult to avoid the heat or an easy place. It was such a contradiction that even if it had to be a little warmer than the sun, it would have to be a much cooler breeze.

When I come up here, I feel like my neck is sinful because I naturally come together and I feel like I should avoid it, or I have a yearning for life because I don't know if I should be happy sometimes.

"It's dangerous, Arianne. Come here."

Arianne, who was sitting with her legs hanging down and looking at Chase, asked again as if she had never heard that it was dangerous.

"What were you thinking?"

Callian resembles Chase's stubbornness.

Maybe Chase resembles Arianne's stubbornness.

'If Prince Plants and Arianne insist on sticking together, who will win?'

Chase stares at Arianne, once more thinking meaningless thoughts. Since it was clear that I would ask the same question until I gave the correct answer, I preached the answer first.

"Because of the name. I thought it might be harder to live by my name. That's a little funny."

Arianne, who is not royal, has not learned the forgotten ancient language, but at least knows what Chase's name means. Therefore, I also understood that Chase's laughter is a cynicism for himself that cannot live a pure life.

"What? I thought you were having second thoughts."

I also knew what Chase, who had only been white so far, could no longer be white.

"There's no such thing as pure white in the world anyway. The snow of the Great Desert in the North is a rotten land at the bottom. It's impossible from the start, not to do it. If you don't like it, just leave it to me. I'll do it. If not, there's no one left who can only live in innocence, so stay out of it. When you say you're going to do it yourself, don't turn it upside down by making a thoughtless noose with all your thoughts."

Arianne's solution was always simple and clear. Chase spoke nonsense to the one who always walked ahead and illuminated the way.

"It's weird that you're telling me there's no innocence. He did it the last time."

Maybe it's Arianne who handles the law.

How contradictory is that someone like that is saying that there is no such thing as a clean person in the world.

"I didn't make a noose. I'm done thinking about it and I've decided what to do with it. You won't regret it. That's not what you're worried about."

"Then why were you smiling?"

"I just laughed because it was fun. The name doesn't seem to be fulfilled in any way. That's funny."

Arianne, who was going to nod without worrying more about not committing sin, asked her, taking a moment to consider the meaning of the word "at last."

"You mean your brother's name?"

When I spoke to Callian, she called out her name without hesitation, but she didn't call me that in front of Chase. Chase thought of his younger brother, 'It was hard to cleave whether it was Callian or someone who didn't know the name in it.

Chase, who was about to answer the question, reached out to Arianne, who was still at risk. Once you get down to a safe place from Arianne, you'll be able to talk properly.

"It's dangerous. Come here, Arianne."

Arianne laughed and said, because she had learned fire magic that resembles her personality, she just took off her shoes and sat on the tip of the spire to breathe the wind on a hot day like this.

"What does your brother's name mean? I think I can remember that."

"Come this way and I'll tell you."

Arianne and Plants thought there would be a fight, but if that day ever came, it would be difficult for her to win. It was because Arianne, who had never overcome curiosity, sat back inside the spire holding Chase's hand.

Chase looks at Arianne with a compliment for folding his head.

"· · · · · · · Remnants of sunset."

Arianne glances at Chase's purple eyes as she rolls a strange word into her mouth. It looks exactly like Chase's face. He's got longer hair, taller height, scars.

and imagine those two mysterious eyes that were lighter than Chase's.

On the other hand, Arianne looks at Chase's neck, which still feels empty, instead of saying, "Long hair looks good on you, too."

"Is that an old name or a new one?"

"Which one do you think?"

"Now. I don't think the king would have named his son 'sunset' or 'remnant', even if he was insane. In an old-school Cairys, it could be built that way."

Arianne was right, even though she didn't open her mouth to tell me the answer. Chase said it when he interpreted the name 'Calian' in the old language.

"The remnants of the sunset, that makes it a very strange thing to say. I don't know what that means. That's a nice thing to say."

Remnants of the sunset.

If you think about it, there might be a better name. It is also difficult to open your mouth and explain the meaning in your head.

"I don't think so. There's even more bizarre names."

Upstairs with a strange name. Chase once again lost his sight of a more peculiar name that was unfamiliar to his mind.

"What? You're smiling alone again. Let me know."

"No. Not if there's a rumor going around."

"My mouth is heavy. You know that."

"But you can't. Sorry."

Arianne, who was unable to tell the truth, shakes her head with a stubborn face. Finally, Arianne, who was determined to fold her head up, recalled the story she had just heard.

"You're not laughing at the fact that the strange meaning of your brother's name didn't come true."

After a short sigh, Arianne spoke as if talking about this hot weather.

"You must have thought of your brother's real name."

I can't help thinking about my brother, so I'm going to make him feel less empty and lonely and lonely and miserable.

"Bern. It's Bern, Arianne. It was called Bern."

Chase hoped that Arianne would remember the name he had already told hundreds of times.

In Arianne's jewel-like eyes, a dull light suddenly appeared. Then Arianne blinks for a moment and asks.

"Was your brother's name not right?"

I think I heard a touch of wind louder than I said.

So I didn't hear it.

I can't even remember. I don't even want to know what I just missed.

"Maybe it just doesn't fit."

It is perfectly misaligned, as it was just before, but how can I explain it all in simple words that it just doesn't fit.

Chase held his breath and said, From there, Arianne notices that Chase told her his name again just a moment ago and then checked again.

So, Arianne grumbles and opens her mouth.

"What in God's name did you come up with alongside names that wouldn't fit? I don't want to make a fuss about my fiancé."

Chase grins as he hears you comforting.

"I see. He gave me a name, not a origin, but a curse. My father."

I think it's been so wrong since the first time we met. Chase decided it was better to blame him than to blame him.

"Let's go down. You should do your job. I have places to be, too."

Chase clears his mind, stood up and said. Curious and curious, I woke up together without asking where Arianne, who wants to know all the way to the end.

* * *

Sometimes I felt irritated.

In fact, I'm usually a little annoyed, but sometimes I have a lot of teeth like that. If I try to explain it in words, it feels like fresh seaweed.

"What else does my sensitive older brother have to complain about?"

"I hope my brother doesn't bark."

I'm familiar with it, but I think it's a little awkward and salty, and Plants with that face immediately replied.

Calian laughs silently for a moment, wondering why the peas aren't boiling properly anyway. I will prepare a vacancy, or whatever it is you have to hold in your hands. I took the reasons for not dying and handed over the work, but I wanted to be suspicious.

Turns out it's all an excuse to get them to work.

As a result, Plants was busy every day, but Kalian wasn't.

"You've been busy."

Like Kalian said, I was busy.

I was busy too.

I took some of the things that Arsen had left behind because of the Hina escort, and did some of the things I was supposed to do, and I spent a hard day participating in various events that I had to attend as a prince, not just by name.

Standing at the entrance of Chermill Palace with such a fatigued face, I heard the sound of ice "squeaking" somewhere nearby.

It was a mistake to turn my head slightly.

Even though I knew what I was thinking and living, I couldn't help but notice the red eyes staring out onto the terrace.

It is the red eyes of the person who got up from work at dawn, attended the aristocratic gathering, worked, worked, and attended lunch, then worked, worked, worked, and came back, but relaxing, resting, attending the aristocratic gathering, resting, attending the luncheon, resting, resting, and relaxing now drinking tea.

"I'm going to rest."

After attending the council and luncheon from dawn, I never wondered where I had been. I'm just annoyed at that face with the car full of ice on this hot day.

So, when one brief plant tried to enter the Chermill Palace, Kalian, who was standing on the third floor, flew out of the terrace.

I didn't even think to put down the mint.

"Prince Kalian!"

Not yet accustomed to this situation, Raedric hears a startled shout, and without a sound, Callian jumps down the terrace and walks in front of Plants. Then he smiled and asked, with a smile in his hand, not a drop of the car spilled.

"Have you eaten?"

You just jumped down because you can't talk to Callian from above, Plants from below, and one side looks down, and one side looks up. I just wanted to ask if you ate.

"I don't think so."

"Yes."

If you don't want to eat, we'll go to dinner later. If you're not hungry, you should eat. It would be great if you just ate. Etc. Calian, who has been barking so many different words to eat, said, "Yes."

Calian smiles as he looks at Plants, who has become suspicious of what he's up to.

You don't know that you don't want to eat, but you don't want to go when you say you don't want to eat because you're tired.

"I'm tired."

"Not likely."

And Kalian replies with a look of "don't be ridiculous."

If you were that tired, Arsen would already be dead. It meant something like this, and it meant something like, "Is it that hard to have Brissen's blood?"

"Since we can't talk for long, I'll go in first. Enjoy your meal and come to the forest at the appropriate time."

The fact that Demirea was framed at the banquet hall and separated from each other once again for Freya's sake makes it difficult to talk for a long time in front of others. Calian pauses for a moment, as if something had been left to be said. Then he said again with a big smile.

"Sword, don't forget."

Whether she knew that it sounded like an invitation from hell to Plants, Calian still smiled lightly and went back up to his room.

Plants, who stood still and looked behind him, recently frowned rather than looking at whether he had anything to do with Hina. There was nothing special.

"Prince, if you are tired, rest today."

"That's enough."

"But you don't have to listen."

As he worries, Plants mutters indifferently.

"I've decided to learn."

It's Raleigh. I know it's hard to understand, but he's the one who decided to learn it all.

So you can call it hell or across the Señor River.

Gotta go.